Notes on Disease

It’s been a long time coming I feel awake It’s been a long time coming I feel awake Subtle greys Winter’s whispering Blurring by and passing with trees Making sounds Notes intangible Touching all That’s tactile in me You’re a child, love, Hallelujah! You’re a child of my own It took a life-time living Breath to awake It took a life-time living Breath to awake Fear to feel Racing cavity Files full of notes on disease Here it is My perfect antidote Freezing all Connection in me Why oh why God, where’s my healing? Aren’t I made to be free? I’m a child God, full of longing, Where’s the balm that I need?